I like to defend singleness. I like to become very defensive, really, and point out all the people, groups, and institutions that are not doing a good enough job at validating me. I stand by my observations and my exhortations. But there’s an elephant in the room that I always pointedly ignore during those kinds of blog posts.
Because the thing I skirt around is painful. It is far easier to focus on what I like about singleness (the freedom!). And it’s easier to focus on fear, and how being single means I get to avoid the potential heartbreak of loving someone so deeply that I accept the inevitability of being hurt by them. It’s easier to pretend that that is the whole picture, thank you, please walk away now. Continue reading